Well we know what makes the flowers grow - but we don't know whyAnd we all have the knowledge of dna - but we still dieWe perch so thin and fragile here upon the landAnd the earth that moves beneath us, we don't understandSo we rush towards the Judgement Day, when She reclaimsA toast to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vainDown at the lab they're working still, finishing offHow do we tell the people in the white coatsEnough is enough?

Chorus:Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will comeHey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone

You and I we made no suicide pact - we didn't want to dieBut we watch the wall, little darling, while the chemical trucks go byThis desperate imitation, now, of innocenceThose last few days at Jonestown ain't got nothing on this

Chorus:Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will comeHey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone

Now beneath the fitted carpets, beyond the padded cellsWithin these crimes of passion, the naked truth She dwellsAnd this fury's just a part and this thunder's just a partDesire is just a part - the cracking ice, the splitting rock

Chorus:Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will comeHey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and goneHey, hey to the suicide day, the blind man blunders onHey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone

As children learn about the world, we built that wall of sandAlong the beach we laboured hard with our bare handsWe worked until the sun went down beneath the wavesAnd the tide came rolling splashing in, washed the wall awayHow do we tell the people in the white coatsEnough is enough?